Is the little brother a sniper? [E-sports]

Lu Rong slowly raised his eyes, and his tone couldn't tell whether it was calm or not. It always made people feel that the two sides were at war and were at a critical point. "Showing the surgical scars to everyone is evidence?"

The reporter choked, "I didn't say that, please answer the question directly."

Lao Zhao pressed down on Lu Rong's wheat, fearing that he would say something unsteady, and said to himself: "AOK officials have clarified these rumors more than once, have you read it? AOK issued an operation order, and you said it was forged. Since you don't Why do you come to the press conference again if you don’t believe the official? You are so contradictory.”

In fact, it is still a matter of time. The former AOK did not clarify the hand injury for Xi Bai, but chose to remain silent, so Xi Bai's abnormal performance in the international competition has been brewing for a while.

The so-called spreading rumors is one mouthful, but dispelling rumors is a waste of time.It's useless to post anything later, only some people will come and see it.

Although there are peers like Lu Rong, Chu Zhiben, Gu Xiangyu and others who have spoken out, people are selective and blind. As long as the official does not clarify that Xi Bai's performance is abnormal and his professional level has declined, they can expand the news infinitely and fail. Just failed, for no reason.

The reporter seemed to be aroused to win and lose, so he had to argue with Lao Zhao, "AOK was a climax to win the championship, and it went all the way to the international finals. In the end, it was because of Xi Bai's performance that it led to defeat. Has Xi Bai dragged down AOK? Regardless of the hand injury or not, this is the result."

Lu Wei said softly: "Without Xi Bai's team back then, could they have entered the international competition?"

"To be honest, I hope you can dig something up."

The corner of Lu Zhi's mouth turned into an arc, but it was full of sarcasm, "You already have a notebook in your heart, no matter what I say, you will only write what you think. The truth is the truth, there is not so much sense of story, and there is no sense of story. Or it's not the same story as you think."

The female reporter was stunned for a moment, it was true, she just came to take a few photos, as for Xi Bai's matter, there was naturally a "grievance and hatred" in her notepad.

The modern society is too impetuous, and not many people care about the truth. Only by digging deep into the bloody plot behind it can attract everyone's attention. She is definitely not the only one doing this in the press conference.

But being said in public, no matter how strong the psychological quality of the female reporter is, she still blushes, "As a public figure, isn't it a bit too much for you to say that in public?"

"I'm just a gamer, so I can't think so thoroughly." Lu Wei looked down at the job card on the female reporter's chest, and his eyelids drooped again, "From now on, the AOK team will refuse any "e-sports through train" indefinitely." In the form of an interview, lady, you can leave now."

Everyone was shocked and turned their heads to look at the two with their mouths open.

The female reporter couldn't believe it: "Have you thought about the consequences? Have you thought about the AOK team? Will the team agree with you?"

Old Zhao gave up, and gave up on himself: "AOK, he has the right to say, he is the boss."

The female reporter also went all out, "Didn't you fire the last shot in the international competition three years ago? Didn't you let the AOK match end early? Xi Baihou retired after that match, don't you think Does Xi Bai's retirement have anything to do with you?"

Lu Wei's pupils constricted, and the veins in the hand holding the corner of the table bulged. There was an iron nail protruding from the corner of the table, and he pressed it into the palm of his hand forcefully, and red blood beads appeared from the palm. He looked down at the blood bead, It's like feeling no pain.

Old Zhao said hastily: "At that time, they were playing a game. It's normal for the two of them to belong to different camps. Please stop making trouble for no reason."

The female reporter snorted coldly. Old Zhao was right, and the reporters on the field also gave her strange looks, and she couldn't argue anymore.

When she was leaving, Lu Rong took the mic: "I did the refusal for the interview. I don't care how you write about it, but Xi Bai is different. E-sports is a career he loves. He is a competent captain and deserves to be respected." E-sports player."

The black hair on his forehead hangs down softly, and a black mole on the cold white skin on his neck adds a different flavor to the cold him, something flickers in his eyes, "Without Xi Bai, there would be no AOK, he is Glory to AOK."

Every time AOK wins a game, fans like to brush these four words the most. Later, it seems to be a tradition that they must brush every time. These four words are the highest honor of AOK.

After she left, no one dared to mention the word "Xi Bai" again, and everyone knew AOK's position.

On the other side, the faces of the top five trumpets of the Blood Spirit team all turned pale after being recognized. It would be embarrassing if they lost to the Blood Spirit team.

But before they thought about it, they all turned into boxes with green lights. Li Shuanggeng and the others were a little dumbfounded looking at the boxes on the screen.

Li Shuanggeng stroked his forehead, and said helplessly, "How the fuck does this fight is not in one dimension."

"Hey, Wang Mao is still...alive??"

A few people blinked their eyes, Wang Mao's mouth was slightly opened, so all the kung fu partners have become boxes now? ? ?

BR seemed to be idle suddenly, licked a few boxes and got cigarettes again, sealed the cigarettes and shot left and right to amuse Wang Mao.

Wang Mao whirled around in the smoke, and said angrily: "Fuck, you are playing me, if you want to fight, you will fight and hide."

The gunfire stopped for a moment, the smoke slowly cleared, and a clear voice came, "Okay."

Xi Bai: "I'll give you another three seconds."

Wang Mao licked his lips and launched an attack before he finished speaking.

Li Shuanggeng rubbed his forehead while watching from below, "Wang Mao is so stupid, do you really think that he can win if you give him three seconds? Why don't you just play a game openly, and it will be nicer to say it."

Xi Bai snakes out of position, Wang Mao shoots wildly with the sound of bullets, and all the netizens help count the seconds, and when the third second is read, a soft voice comes from Mic.

"Okay, it's my turn."

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, the PK was over. The netizen who was about to relay the broadcast in text hung his hands on the keyboard and looked stunned. What happened? ? ?

This time it was not from Xi Bai's perspective, everyone saw him jumping up and at the same time Wang Mao turned into a box, just for a split second, as if the sound of the bullets didn't catch up with the screen, no one knew what he did.

[? ? ? ?what happened? 】

【Oh, why did Wang Mao die? 】

[In less than 1 minute, I thought it was the fastest alone, but now I realize that I was naive, BR is really just playing, kneel down. 】

[Motions that you don't understand, all of them are magical exercises. I guarantee that BR is definitely not an ordinary person. 】

[So... the Blood Spirit team lost the first five fights together? ! 】

Li Shuanggeng, Wang Mao, and the others stared at the green box on the screen with straightened faces. It was the first time they realized that they were so fragile.

Li Shuanggeng gritted his teeth when he saw the top five of the Blood Spirit team being pierced, he couldn't hold back his face, "Damn it, why does everyone know our alias?"

Members in the group: "..." Haven't you never hidden it?I also used the trumpet to do a mission and sent it to the world, so I forgot it so quickly.

Wang Mao wiped his face: "The last trick is to be honest, no one in MN can beat it, and it's not certain whether there are active professional players who can play it."

After a pause, there was a bit of a breakdown in his words, "It's halfway faster than the average Shunniu, this speed is too terrifying, Shunniu can't escape, let alone this, it can't escape at all."

The most embarrassing thing was him, after being played around for so long, in the end when the fight officially started, he was caught before he even saw the moves clearly.

The group was silent for a few seconds, Li Shuanggeng hesitated and said, "Do you know Xi Shishun?"

"..."

Everyone was silent again. The person who invented this move was too far away from them. It felt like a legendary figure, unattainable.

"So you're saying... BR is Xi, Xi Bai?!"

Li Shuanggeng went down with a block, "Is his brain out of his mind? Who would just run here and grab the leaderboard with us? He is a figure who dominates the e-sports circle! Will he do such a thing? Xi Shen is comparable to a small person like BR Is it?"

Xi Bai has a black and white feeling, there are many people who hate him, but there are definitely many people who like him.

Unfortunately, Li Shuanggeng is a full-fledged fan of Xi Bai. He has carved the videos of every game of Xi Bai into CDs, and they are still neatly placed in the cabinet at home, filling a cabinet full.

Xi Bai on the other side of the screen sneezed and touched his nose with his hand.

"Someone must have learned my Xishen moves." Li Shuanggeng laughed twice, and Xi Chu was ecstatic, "My Xishen's moves are amazing!"

Everyone: "..." So what does it matter to you?Others are using it to beat you!You haven't been beaten to death yet.

Xi Bai cleared his throat, and said on the mic: "The team behind MN is just average. It seems that the MN you advocate is just like that. Didn't you say that the top players are stronger than the AOK players? That's it?"

The winner's disdain came from the microphone, and he said with a smile in a slightly heavy tone: "It's just a mess."

Wang Mao: "?!" Fuck, BR returned everything he said that day.

A drop of cold sweat rolled down his forehead, and he suddenly had a terrible idea that BR joined the Blood Spirit team just to return these few words to him.

Xi Bai brushed his teeth with his tongue, as if he had regained his pride, "Lu Rong is awesome, and AOK is awesome."

This time MN poached AOK's first team members on the eve of the Spring Split, it was very unethical, and AOK fans all breathed a sigh of relief.

This time, Xi Bai, as an AOK fan, picked MN's amateur team, and let everyone find a vent, as if he let out a sigh of relief, they all shouted for AOK.

Xi Bai was silent for a moment, then said the very familiar words with a smile and a little casually, "AOK, the glory is boundless."

All of a sudden, all the gossip in the barrage merged into one sentence.

[AOK, the glory is boundless. 】

[AOK, the glory is boundless. 】

[AOK, the glory is boundless. 】

[AOK, the glory is boundless. 】

[AOK, the glory is boundless. 】

……

The words "Infinite Glory" were written all over the World Channel, and countless people cheered, as if AOK had won another World Series, with infinite glory.Originally, when something like this happened to AOK this time, the fans were very angry, so there were a lot of people who responded.

[System news: BR, the number one player in the leaderboard, has withdrawn from the Blood Spirit team. 】

As if confirming Wang Mao's guess, BR withdrew from the Blood Spirit team. Because he was number one in the leaderboard, he also made an announcement about his withdrawal from the team.

Li Shuanggeng: "..."

Everyone was stunned, and they hadn't realized what happened before, and they had already shown their faces.

[Dig the grass, so BR joined the Blood Spirit team just to abuse them unilaterally? ? ? 】

[From what BR said, did Blood Spirit belittle AOK first? 】

[Laughing to death, an amateur team is ashamed to say that a professional team is self-inflicted. 】

[AOK is awesome! AOK fans are awesome too! 】

[Is this the feeling that AOK fans can wear MN's amateur team alone, even if they poach people before the game, they will definitely lose to AOK during the game! 】

【No, I'm still in shock! BR really wore blood spirit alone? ? ? ! ! !That is the only blood spirit team! 】

[Brother BR, do you think my kneeling posture is standard enough? 】

[Sorry, I scolded you before!Joining a team just to challenge the whole team BR is too TM! ! ! 】

[Too good at playing, suddenly got a good PK method!From today I am a diehard fan of BR!The blood spirit was not pleasing to the eye a long time ago, but this time I'm afraid I won't be able to pick up this face. 】

【I want to know more about how MN is doing. Isn't the Blood Spirit team a subsidiary team that claims to be MN?The whole team lost to an AOK fan. It's fine if they can't beat in the professional arena, but they can't beat off the court. How can MN regain face? [dog head]]

……

Chengnan SENSE team, in the training room, Chu Zhiben adjusted his gold-framed glasses, his voice was gentle, like a spring breeze, he smiled and said: "Xi Yu, there is an interesting person in the national uniform."